The land knows you, even when you are lost.
It does not forget, and neither does it forgive.
Do not abandon it, even at great cost.

When winter comes with brutal frost
You are challenged to persevere and survive.
The land knows you, even when you are lost.

And when spring arrives, great rivers to be crossed,
The land will give what it has to give.
Do not abandon it, even at great cost.

But summer – summer! with banners embossed
That rambles and provides for all things festive –
The land knows you, even when you are lost.

Autumn, of the harvest, demands you accost
All that’s held you back and kept you passive.
Do not abandon it, even at great cost.

Do not believe that the land will never exhaust.
It knows how much it takes to live.
The land knows you, even when you are lost.
Do not abandon it, even at great cost.